Longevity Story

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Watching a group of hilarious crew members who ran to occupy the magic power exchange machine, Zanjin sighed and sat beside the pool.

"Aren't you going to recover the loss?"

Zhan Shen was taken aback, he didn't notice when someone was standing beside him.

"Who... eh? Lord Altaïr? Welcome back."

Zhanshen stood up respectfully, and bowed to the princess in military uniform who didn't know when to return.

"Yeah. We met again, the god-killer in vain."

"Do you remember me?" Zhan Shen didn't care about the irony in Altaïr's words.

"Of course, your existence is famous in a certain sense, and you have an unrealistic delusion in your arms even here, and you are struggling to die here all year round."

"It's an honor to be in your sight... But like you said, I don't have a positive goal like them, so I'm not in a hurry to recover the loss."

"Oh, really."

After speaking, Altaïr ignored Zan Shen, took a step towards the door, and disappeared from his field of vision.

"Recovering the loss... Even the lord said so, so that means that the Garden of Death is really going to have a big change?"

566. Two people are similar and different, but equally unsatisfied...

The imperial residence, the living room.

"Your Excellency Xing Ke... what are you doing?"

When Meteora walked out of the teleportation circle and came here, she happened to see Xing Ke, who was slumped on the sofa, playing with his hair of different lengths that had been cut by the magic-breaking spear.

"Oh, Meteora... As you can see, I'm thinking about what hairstyle I'm going to have in the future."

"What do you think of Mohican?" Meteora thought deeply.

"Good idea, I kept it 10,000+ years ago..." Xing Ke's eyes lit up.

"No! Absolutely not! Dare to keep Mohigan with this face, is there something wrong with your head, Geese?!!" Illya sat up in shock.

"Ah, good morning, Miss Sleeping Beauty, are you having fun in your dreams?"

Xing Ke had already discovered that Ilya, who fainted on her lap, had actually woken up.

"..."

Seeing that she had been discovered, Ilya looked at Meteora who was silently observing, blushed a little, and simply got up and sat down:

"Hmph, good morning... Anyway, mohawks, explosive heads, monk heads, etc. are not good. You can do the rest yourself."

"Cough, Lord Xingke and Lord Illya, you will solve the matter privately..." Meteora chose a seat and sat down and asked, "What are you doing, Lord Xingke? The magic power flows into the atmosphere of the death garden, and the concentration is gradually increasing, so the currency system I finally built will collapse directly."

"Well, but the problem is solved, isn't it? With the support of my great source of magic in the future, there will be no shortage of magic in the Garden of Death."

"But why don't you tell us in advance... Your Excellency Xing Ke is really..." Meteora had a headache.

"This is his revenge for hiding his truth from us. He is such a small-minded man with no stomach."

Altaïr's figure appeared at the door of the room, commenting on Xing Ke's behavior.

"You have misunderstood me. I don't really want to stay overnight because I forget about it after a long time. It's not because of my small stomach."

Xing Ke glanced at Altaïr and explained.

Then he turned his attention to Ilya, who had just recovered from her pale face:

"Speaking of which, Illya, where did you put my relics? I think I changed my clothes, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find my clothes, the original snake-eye amber staff, and the later ruby ​​staff..."

Illya sighed and looked at the bathrobe she had found out from nowhere, and it was the lady's style she used, with a slack expression on her face, and Illya's anger was not a single place. Come.

"Which of your robes seems to be a special robe to show that you are a magician, I think you should throw it away, it's old-fashioned, cumbersome, and it doesn't look like the clothes you should normally wear at all. Is it someone who will come back in the future? Could it be that your aesthetics are still at the ancient level? I said a long time ago that you should accompany me to buy clothes, but it has never been…”

Ah, it started again. No matter what her physical condition was, Illya never gave up her long-winded words about Xing Ke.And Altaïr and Meteora were obviously accustomed to this and began to look for the teapot on the table and began to brew tea with magic hot water.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, Illya-sama, please choose clothes for me! ~" Xing Ke chose to take the initiative to admit his mistake.

"But one thing I want to explain, I have no problem with my aesthetics, and I have changed countless generations with the changes of the times. My dressing taste is just that I don't want to bother with the clothes I wear, after all I can't see the clothes I'm wearing."

"That's not it! You can see it! Can't you see your own shadow in the eyes of others when you face others?" Illya retorted.

"Uh... well, you're right."

"That's how you are. You always think that you exist alone in this world, and you have always placed yourself in an independent position..."

Subconsciously, in Xing Ke's own inner world, he has always stood on the opposite side of everyone, thinking only of himself.

"That's why I act recklessly, so I'm free and unrestrained, so I lack attachment to everything..."

Since it's just me, it doesn't matter, right?

"You can't just pay a little attention—"

Illya's voice stopped abruptly, she realized that she was a little excited, she realized that this was forcibly changing Xing Ke's thoughts, she realized that she was actually...

"Hey, Illya--" Xing Ke smiled indifferently, sat up straight, and asked, "You said, you were only attracted by my huge magic power and my mysterious personality, and then you talked to me. We met and talked, and you see, in fact, until now, our personalities are very different.

So, why did you choose to keep in touch with me after that? "

Ilya was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help thinking carefully.Yes, why?

Looking up at Xing Ke's patiently waiting expression, and looking at himself reflected in his red eyes, Illya seemed to be enlightened.

"Because I think you need me, otherwise you guy would never have a friend at school."

Her initial state of mind... it was just a simple thought like this person is so lonely.

Xing Ke looked very happy, but only Illya, who was familiar with the taste of loneliness, could notice that it was just for fun.

"Am I being pitied? Thank you..."

Star carved seems to be very satisfied with this answer:

"Then please continue to pity me in the future! Please continue to stay by my side, please continue to cause me trouble! I don't really hate your cute trouble, so I won't be bored."

"……Um."

Ilya did not expect that Xing Ke would say such words at such a time, and suddenly blushed and froze.

"Cough cough - Your Excellency Xing Ke, Your Excellency Illya, you two, it's enough to stop here. My stomach is almost full."

Meteora timely prevented the further development of the situation. Although she likes to gossip, she did not want to be silenced afterwards.

"Oh, oh—I see, Sister Meteora, don't think about it." Saying that, the ripples of space turned up behind Illya, two treasure bags and two staffs, a set of slim fit. The boys' (children's) clothes fell from the ripples in the space. These are the personal belongings left by Xing Ke's two deaths:

"Haha, isn't this still there? I couldn't find it no matter how I looked for it just now. I thought you had built a tomb for me, Illya, and I'll go to my tomb to get clothes to wear..."

567. As an apology, I'll treat you to tea another day, I mean it...

In the end, due to the reason that the current Star Carving bears a very similar face to Illya, Miss Illya will take care of all the hairstyles and clothes after Star Carving.

Congratulations, Coca-Cola.

"Very well, three eldest ladies, let me get back to the point! Please tell me, what kind of monsters did you guys do?"

Sitting up straight, Xing Ke asked while enjoying Illya's hairdo service.

"Isn't Your Excellency Xing Ke already cleared, this game. Do you still have any questions now?"

"Yeah, the game is indeed cleared-

A reasoning game with only one route from start to finish, ambiguous clues, crappy scripts, bloody pictures, embarrassing emotional scenes, borrowed settings everywhere, unlikable protagonists, the whole I can't think of anything good about this game other than a pretty and lovely heroine. As the director of this game, do you have anything to say? "

"Wow, this is the first time I've heard someone belittle yourself so much to mock a game, you really tried your best... But I'm sorry, I'm not the organizer of this game, just a simple cooperator It's just."

"Who is that? Altaïr? Or, oops..."

Just as Xing Ke turned his gaze to everywhere, he felt that his hair was being pulled by someone.

"Why don't you doubt me? Am I not qualified as a game planner in your eyes?"

"Uh... No, no, I just think that the innocent and kind-hearted Miss Illya has nothing to doubt, and there is no one behind the scenes who put herself in such a dangerous situation."

Yes, it's dangerous, this game itself is dangerous, as long as the player's star is impatient, maybe they will turn the table and stop playing, and then everyone will die together.

"Dare to count me, that's something that requires quite a lot of courage? Aren't you afraid of me going crazy?"

If it wasn't for Xing Ke to believe them, it wouldn't be because he wanted to be malicious to himself, or if others dared to treat him like this, or if he didn't make him have fun... Xing Ke would have already made them into space fans.

"Well, it's a lie to say that you're not afraid, but when we chose this method, we already chose to believe in you, Your Excellency Xing Ke."

Meteora chooses to believe in star carvings?No, she just believed that her own vision could not be wrong, and even if her own vision was wrong, she would die without regrets.

"Hmph, if a monster of your type would go crazy, I would like to see it."

Hmm, well, in the words of Altaïr, it's normal for her not to be afraid of Xing Ke's rage... Xing Ke endures it.

"Well, I also believe that Guise will save me."

Illya's belief is easier to understand. The belief here is that even if I am betrayed, I am willing to bear the consequences, even if it is the kind of belief that life doesn't matter.

"Hmph, one by one, every normal person is a lunatic." Xing Ke was relieved: "But now that I have arrived, I also understand the reason why Illya cooperated with you to create this farce..."

They're just trying to make the boring situation a little more interesting so that they don't look so embarrassed—

"First of all, Illya is the one who brought this up, and she took the initiative to take responsibility. It was about two or three months ago when I lost my godhead for the first time, and Altaïr noticed my location. when."

Altaïr acquiesced, while Ilya smiled embarrassedly and turned her head away.

"Then it was Meteora who came up with the process and lines. I think only you would like this kind of work like a leader."

"That's it, Your Excellency Detective Xingke, I have been doing this kind of work since the beginning, the save point of the brave. I am very happy to return to my original heart." Meteora admitted generously.

"Originally, according to the common sense process, when you noticed my location, you should have me come back quickly when you receive me, and then tell me--

Not good, Lord Xingke, because of our incompetence and unexpected situation, Your Excellency Illya is in great pain now, please go and save her!

so.Then in order to save Illya, I will be instructed to kill myself once, change my body, and then put something long and hard, oops..."

"The yellow jokes are enough, you are more serious!~" Illya reminded.

"Oh, well, anyway, just insert the knife into Illya's heart, add a little magic to her, and then exchange a heart with her, and then everything will be fine.

but--